Mickey Rourke got absolutely fucked up again last night in London. When he wasn't busy punching traffic barriers (for the second straight night), he was stealing Jesus statues. He's playing a dangerous game there. You fuck with Jesus and you just might find yourself getting struck by lightning, potentially scarring and disfiguring your beautiful face . . . now that I think about it, go ahead and steal that statue Mickey. You really have nothing to worry about.